Not A Good Morning

Not a good morning. I worked a grave last night.  I had some empty boxes in the back of my Suburban. I decided to throw them away. As I went to reach for them my door decided to close on me. It hit me just right. I felt like I was going to pass out, and all the sudden my head just started gushing blood. It took a few minutes for the bleeding to stop.

My afternoon has been better. I just got this package in the mail. Yummy! Thank you Aaron